adversity. It had its origin in the necessities
of disordered finance, prostrate commerce, and ruined
credit. Under its benign influences, these great
interests immediately awoke, as from the dead, and
sprang forth with newness of life. Every year
of its duration has teemed with fresh proofs of its
utility and its blessings; and although our territory
has stretched out wider and wider, and our population
spread farther and farther, they have not outrun its
protection or its benefits. It has been to us
all a copious fountain of national, social, personal
happiness. I have not allowed myself, sir, to
look beyond the Union, to see what might lie hidden
in the dark recess behind. I have not coolly
weighed the chances of preserving liberty, when the
bonds that unite us together shall be broken asunder,
I have not accustomed myself to hang over the precipice
of disunion, to see whether, with my short sight,
I can fathom the depth of the abyss below; nor could
I regard him as a safe counsellor in the affairs of
this government, whose thoughts should be mainly bent
on considering, not how the Union should be best preserved,
but how tolerable might be the condition of the people
when it shall be broken up and destroyed. While
the Union lasts, we have high, exciting, gratifying
prospects spread out before us, for us and our children.
Beyond that I do not seek to penetrate the veil.
God grant that, in my day at least, that curtain may
not rise. God grant that, on my vision never may
be opened what lies behind. When my eyes shall
be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in
heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and
dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on
states dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land
rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in
fraternal blood! Let their last feeble and lingering
glance rather behold the gorgeous ensign of the republic,
now known and honored throughout the earth, still
full high advanced, its arms and trophies streaming
in their original lustre, not a stripe erased or polluted,
nor a single star obscured,—bearing for
its motto no such miserable interrogatory as, What
is all this worth? nor those other words of delusion
and folly, Liberty first, and Union afterwards;
but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living
light, blazing on all its ample folds, as they float
over the sea and over the land, and in every wind
under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear
to every American heart—Liberty and
Union, now and forever, one and inseparable!
* * * * *
From the “Speech at the Laying of the Corner Stone of the Bunker Hill Monument.”
=_86._= OBJECT OF THE MONUMENT.